Sunday, May 31, 2009

I hear...

...the buzzing of mini race cars around a track.

...a little boy's laughter.

...a girl's many questions.

...a father's patience.

...humming.

...the click of a chair on the wood floor.

...the joy in dancing feet.

...the spring in the trampoline.

...a happy family.

...a lovely Sunday.
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Friday, May 29, 2009

Up


I haven't seen it. But I plan to... especially after reading this review. If I was smiling and teary by the end of reading this, I'm not sure quite what to expect at the theater. =^)

But the message seems to run right along the theme of my life:

"...even in the midst of final exams, trips to the grocery store and even tragedies we can never prepare for, we're still impossibly, gloriously blessed. Sometimes we just need to forget the snowmen that've melted and look at the living, lush grass underneath."
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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Today's Laugh


The phenomenon of the Three Wolf Moon t-shirt. Go and read the reviews. Laugh yourself silly. I may have to get one for Nate... the wolves would punctuate his already overpowering rugged manliness.

(I come from a town where people would own this shirt because they genuinely loved it, and not because it's an overnight pop culture sensation. In high school it wasn't an uncommon sight to see shirts akin to this everyday in the halls.)
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I hope...

...you find an M&M in every bite of trail mix.
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Monday, May 25, 2009

Thank you.


"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."
-Edmund Burke

Thank you to all the good men and women who did something... even at the cost of your lives. Thank you for sacrificing for our country. For my children. For me.
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Thursday, May 21, 2009

Fun with Punctuation

Okay, so that title might not sound like fun. But, I just want to point out that SOMEtimes punctuation does not need to follow rules.

Yes, I know my dear and lovely George Fox University writing professors would disagree adamantly. (But, Ed Higgins and Laurel Lee were more free-spirited, so I think they would underSTAND... just not agree. Not sure about Bill Jolliff. He could go either way.) But, punctuation is something we can have fun with, folks!

When blogging, it's your voice that needs to come through. Really, in all writing. But, especially in blogging, the personality of the writer has just as much weight as the content.

Wait. Weight.

REALLY, if we're going to get down to the nitty-gritty here, I would say the personality of the writer may have MORE weight than the content. Because I can be reading about something that is routine (cleaning up spills, changing diapers, fending off the way-too-aggressive lady at Goodwill for the ump.teenth.billion.time because she pushes me), and it can take on a life of it's own with the personality of the writer.

Which, I think, shows through MORE when we have fun with punctuation and grammar and syntax and all that stuff. Fun. FUN!!! Because ellipsis were meant to be used...

ellipsis |iˈlipsis|
noun ( pl. -ses |-sēz|)
the omission from speech or writing of a word or words that are superfluous or able to be understood from contextual clues.
• a set of dots indicating such an omission.

...just maybe not quite as much as I use them.

For the past couple of years I have been inclined to write a book.

Been inclined. (Wouldn't inclined look more impressive if we always wrote it in italics, slanting forward in a dramatic example of the meaning of the word itself?)

Inclined.

But not actually written.

Because somewhere deep down inside me there is this fear of an editor (A real one. Not an Angela-version one who thinks they're an editor but can't really remember rules about such things.) sitting down with my manuscript and marking it all up in red, putting all the punctuation back where it should be and removing it from where it should not be and cutting down my run-on sentences that I purposefully MADE to be run-on because I wanted to communicate the furious stream of thought and emotion that was spilling through my brain, down my arms, and into the keys on my keyboard!!!

*deep breath*

In a blog, you can have fun with punctuation. But, I'm not sure you can in a book. And some of my personality would be lost. And in my book, as in my blog, I think personality has just as much weight as content.

If not more.

So my book remains unwritten.

(Or maybe it has already been written, remaining housed in the archives of this blog. Oooo... deep thought. Jack Handy would be proud.)

**In the writing of this post, I googled my old professors who have special places in my heart. Laurel Lee's name came up with a link to a bio, which I followed, and discovered that she passed away in 2004 from complications of fourth-stage pancreatic cancer. She has been one of the biggest influences on my writing. "Use a pen and paper! Don't erase what you don't like! Use your creative brain and work it into something you like with your words!" Those sentences all end in exclamations because that is the way she spoke. In rich, poetic language in which everything was an exclamation and her consonants were defined and stressed. I remember her laugh when Nate and I got married. He hated to write as much as I loved it. "Well," she said, "opposites DO attract." She was always encouraging me to write from my heart, because it's exactly that that will ultimately shine through, reaching out and touching the heart of my reader.

So, my dear Laurel Lee, I'm doing exactly that in my songs and on this little blog. With few listeners and few readers, but very, very loved ones. Thank you for your inspiration. You did your part. So I could do mine. So someone else could do theirs. And together we're touching others' lives and making a difference in this world. I can't wait to listen to your fantastic stories when I see you again on the other side of eternity. I'm so excited that I know we will share it with each other!
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Your actions are speaking louder.

**Don't forget to mute the music at the bottom of the page before you press play.**





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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Fashion Questions?

I'm speaking on fashion/confidence/beauty this coming Friday at a women's event. So, I thought I'd ask my readers, what are some of the questions you would want me to answer if you were in the audience? Is there anything you struggle with or just plain wonder what people are talking about when they bring it up? Is there something you wish someone would shed some light on or give you permission to do/not do?

And if you don't want to be public about it in the comments, feel free to email me. I'd really love to hear your thoughts. And maybe I can answer some of your questions right here on this blog!

Thanks for helping out!
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Monday, May 18, 2009

Coincidence? (Nope.)

This past March we had a blast at Disneyland. We knew some friends were there at the same time, but what are the odds you'll run into someone you know? Then, *cue dramatic music* walking under the Golden Gate Bridge into California Adventure, we did. How fun! I had Nate take a picture to prove it.


There we are. Chad, Sandy and my happy self. Right in the middle of Disneyland. Totally unplanned. Can you believe it?

So, this past Tuesday evening I was at the LA airport on my way back from Denver. I was making the trek from the "we fly to big cities" concourse to the "we fly to little cities" concourse. There was Starbucks. Yummy Starbucks. Latte? No. Too late. Hmmm... maybe a tea. No. But there was this urge to go in anyway. At least peak around the corner. "No, I won't get anything." Hmmm... "Yes! Yes! Go!" So, I walk in and... *cue dramatic music* there was Sandy! Sitting in Starbucks! I had to take a picture to prove we were there together.


There we are. Sandy and my happy self. Right in the middle of the LA airport. Totally unplanned. Can you believe it?

I would say this is just a coincidence, except that I don't think it is. In fact, I don't think there's such a thing as a coincidence. Not when I have the Creator of the Universe ordering my steps.

(Good thing I listen to that small voice. Think of what I would miss if I didn't! I have more awesome stories from my trip. They have to do with listening to that small voice, too.)
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Friday, May 15, 2009

Friends in High Places

I could get lost in this song and never come out. (Evidently, Grey's Anatomy can, too.) **Don't forget to mute the music player at the bottom of this page.**

KATIE HERZIG & MATTHEW PERRYMAN JONES "WHERE THE ROAD MEETS THE SUN" (LIVE) from SITUATION OPERATION on Vimeo.

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Thursday, May 14, 2009

ummm...

So, remember yesterday? Wednesday? When I did a certain post called Sassy Shoe Thursday?

I actually thought it WAS Thursday. Which is why I posted that. But I only thought it was Thursday at the time I was posting the post, not the entire day.

I only just realized this morning (Thursday) that I posted a Thursday post on a Wednesday. I'm wondering how my brain justified all of that. Or why it didn't seem to have a problem reconciling the Wednesday specific markers (youth group, gymnastics, majors baseball) with the absence of Thursday specific markers (small group, tee-ball).

I'm comforting myself by saying, "I'm sure we all have days like that." Because we do. It's been statistically proven somewhere in Angela World.
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Sassy Shoe Thursday: Oui ou Non?

(Because for some reason saying it in french makes me feel saucy.)

What do you think of these? I mean, they could work. They could TOTALLY work. Everything else would need to be way toned down. The craziest you would be allowed to get was a red clutch, and maybe some horn-rimmed glasses. But I'm thinking jersey knit little black dress... or flowing, oversized sweater worn over leggings and a long tee.

Silver hoops would be a must.

If you're feeling the need to order them for me... I mean... for yourself, go here. (I wear a 7 1/2. Just in case you were wondering. Thought I'd throw it out there.)
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On Dignity, Health and Boobies


A mastectomy is when a woman's breast is removed in order to remove cancerous breast cells/tissue. If you know anyone who has had a mastectomy, you may know that there is a lot of discomfort and pain afterwards. Insurance companies are trying to make mastectomies an outpatient procedure. Let's give women the chance to recover properly in the hospital for 2 days after surgery.

This Mastectomy Bill is in Congress now. It takes 2 seconds to do this and is very important. Please take the time and do it really quick! The Breast Cancer Hospitalization Bill is important legislation for all women.

The Breast Cancer Patient Protection Act will require insurance companies to cover a minimum 48-hour hospital stay for patients undergoing a mastectomy. It's about eliminating the 'drive-through mastectomy,' where women are forced to go home just a few hours after surgery, against the wishes of their doctor, still groggy from anesthesia and sometimes with drainage tubes still attached.

Lifetime Television has put this bill on their web page with a petition drive to show your support. Last year over half the House signed on. PLEASE! Sign the petition. You need not give more than your name and zip code.
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Friday, May 8, 2009

Update

I'm in Denver. Right now. It's wonderful, wonderful. Seeing friends. Singing. Lots. Shopping. Cute stuff. Yummy sushi. Great musicians. Fun songs. Will see our new house in the Springs Monday. Hopefully go to our new church Sunday evening. See more friends. I am so loved. And so humbled. And so amazed.

And so blessed. And so thankful. And so tired. Right now. It's a content combination.
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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Read Her

Yes, yes, yes. I know I've been kind of MIA lately. *ahem* Kind of. Maybe not completely. *ahem* Okay, almost entirely.

But, all I'm saying is that if I'M not around to give you stuff to read, you can always go and read HER. She's witty. And sassy. And will keep you organized and your up-to-date if you'll follow her sage advice.

I miss you all. I love you all. I'm around. I'll try to be around more often.
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